Les Complaintes De Nemon lyrics by Aes Dana. Dans le matin glacÈ Babd tord les Ètoffes Les armes dÈjÞ sont aux mains des guerriers La riviÕre n'est plus pure...
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Dans le matin glacÈ Babd tord les Ètoffes
Les armes dÈjÞ sont aux mains des guerriers
La riviÕre n'est plus pure
Les destins sont scellÈs
Tout le jour Macha
Exlhalte les bras
Cueille les souffles
Riche au soir d'une moisson nouvelle
Un bouquet de tige soutenant des fruits mØres
Offert Þ son regard
La nuit Nemon pleure
Sans peine
Ses ailes portent sa complainte cruelle
Les chants de Nemon repoussent les vents
Ses airs bercent la veille
Ecoute les mÈlopÈes de Nemon juqu'au matin...
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